My Unorthodox Summoning

He was a respectable man, but his summoning System was anything but. The people it summoned were all powerful eccentrics. What was he supposed to do? He could only keep living it up. A goofy guy whose clothes explode, a handsome straight man with a lone-wolf streak, and a fierce fellow who’s a notorious womanizer. Fine, none of you are respectable. But you immortals get together to play mahjong for no reason? Could you at least show me some respect? (This novel is entirely fictional. Please bear with any parts that don’t make logical sense.)